For the last few days...
They are not talking...
They just listen together-songs...
Not songs proper even-some kind of music, instrumental...
They just listen, without talking, as if they had turned speechlessly silent;
For the last few weeks they listen the songs of the birds, the call of the wind, the rustle of the leaves, the rumble of the river...
They hardly talk...
For, talks are so mundane, they've realised after talking so much over the years;
They just listen
For they have become The Listeners true!
They are not talking...
They just listen together-songs...
Not songs proper even-some kind of music, instrumental...
They just listen, without talking, as if they had turned speechlessly silent;
For the last few weeks they listen the songs of the birds, the call of the wind, the rustle of the leaves, the rumble of the river...
They hardly talk...
For, talks are so mundane, they've realised after talking so much over the years;
They just listen
For they have become The Listeners true!
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